Haunted Soul

<P>I sat in my new house, my new room, on my bed, and I stared out my window enjoying the view while I sat on the window pane. Its the middle of August so its only a little chilly out. After all I did move from my one sunny state of Southern Cali to the cold wintered Washington State. </P>

<P>The sun wasnt quite set, though its only 3p.m. in the afternoon. I decided to take a walk, besides I needed to get a feel for my new neighboorhood. </P>

<P>"Mom, im going out for a walk. I have my cell on if you need me."</P>

<P>"Okay Brii . Dont be out too late."</P>

<P>I slipped on my black hightop neon splattered converse, and my awesome Jack the Skeleton jacket. Yes Im an emo chick, but I dont cut myself. I love my life, despite what many think of me. Back in Southern Cali everyone was afraid of me, some hated me, and the rest well I really dont even know. Its just that I used to be a prep back in middle school. What changed was the one event I havent dared to tell anyone. After that night I vowed to not lure anyone in, but to push them away, and to make me emo. At the time I knew people hated it, and then after becoming what I am today, I was a loner, and I gladly accepted that. Besides all I needed was my music anyways.For what its worth I can sing and I play guitar, but no one knows except my Mom and even then she doesnt even know my talents.  And I got disturbed from my thoughts as I got a text message. From my only friend, my emo friend, back from Southern Cali. His name is Nate.</P>

<P>N- Hey Brii hows the new neighboorhood                                                      </P>

<P>B- Going good I guess. Walking around a bit. Ill fill u in on dets lata. g2g for now. Dont txt back.</P>

<P>I slipped my phone back in my pocket and put on mine and Nate's song. Its called Fences by Paramore, how we met kinda funny actually. We met because when I first saw mister emo new kid being picked on during Freshman year, I stood up for him, and kicked all those stupid meat heads everyone calls Jocks in the shins, and the main one teasing Nate in the nuts. After that me and Nate have been Best Friends since than, and no ONE else was our friends. We had each other, and that was fine by us. </P>

<P>Being pulled out of my thoughts I looked at the park I now came across. I saw a tree with a shaded spot calling my name. So I walked over to the tree and sat. I watched all the kids playing their hearts out before they knew they had to go home. I liked watching kids play and interact with each other, its fascinating.    </P>

<P>After a half an hour kids were gone with no one in site but me. I took out my phone and looked at the time. It was 8 o'clock, and pretty dark out. I better start home if I dont want my Mom to freak. Good thing I have my secret pocket knife on me. </P>

<P>I started to take my route back to the new house. Its not quite home yet, Ill give this house a month before its Home to me. Well anyways I looked up at the street sign reading 700 Mindy St. I was a few blocks away but I loved to walk so no biggie. Thats were I went wrong. I started to hear footsteps behind me, and I looked back and saw a few guys. There were three of them, and I couldnt tell what they looked like, all I knew is that they out matched me with how built they are, and Im also outnumbered. Just great, more friggen nightmares, more reasons to stay emo and more reasons to hide from this world. </P>

<P>"Hey there sexy, wanna come play with Daddy."</P>

<P>"Yeah come play!!!"</P>

<P>"Sorry but I gotta get going." I had my hand on my knife. </P>

<P>"Well guess what? YOUR NOT GOING ANYWHERE!" They all cornered me against the sign and I knew my only way out was to give them what ever they want.</P>